Re-Inspired

I recently gave birth to fraternal twins, a boy and a girl, and in the early throes of post-partum mania and blues I thought it would be a really good idea to journal. That didn't happen. Actually, I started to type an entry once, and I got 2 or 3 sentences in before screaming babies stopped me cold.

I could have started again. To be fair the babies weren't always screaming. I experienced a bout of bad timing the only time I ever attempted to write. After that, sleeping, eating, laundry, dishes, and oh yeah, my 2 year old daughter took precedence over my need to communicate.

The twins are now 3 1/2 months old, and things have calmed down considerably. My hormones have gone from raging ppd lady back to normal ebb and flo, raging pms lady. The babies now sleep mostly through the night. They smile and are adorable. They have their own room, they each have their own cribs, and I suppose most normalizing, I've returned to work, which brings me to a whole new level of domesticity challenges and work/life balance crises. 

A good friend of mine shared her blog with me today, and I found it fascinating and thought provoking. We talked about it over an over-priced brunch at this little place called Olivia. She joked that I should start a blog again. I laughed.  And then, as I knew would happen, as soon as I read her blog I wanted to write again.

Write about my experiences of being a mom, of being a mom of twins, of being a working mom, of being a judgy human, of working at a bong factory, of being a mom of 3, of being a wife with single-life fantasies, and of being a woman who is crazy in love with her husband, children, and life (most of the time). These are the themes I want to explore in an arena for people who are actually interested in such mundane conversations.